HeartFire

…I wrote this in response to the May 24th prompt at Big Tent Poetry

 

HeartFire

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the velvet nape
of your slender neck
swept with wisps
of your silken hair

the tender swells
of your pouted lips
blossomed full
and glistening

your quiet sighs
of throaty passion
breathy hushed
in twilight deep

autumn sunrise
crisp and fresh
blushed coral
on your waking smile

sterling moonlight
that fondles you
in naked slumber
‘neath midnight’s window

sunlight’s gold
that falls dreamlike
filtered soft
in old growth forest

unspoiled nature
to far horizons
from where I watch
on mountain’s crest

a 6 series beamer
cool and cruisin’
down 101
on a perfect day

splendid jazz
inspired verse
christmas eve
a soul-felt tear

my child’s joy
a quiet snow
an evening breeze
spiced with cedar

pristine beaches
pacific sunsets
a waterfall
laughing with you

what fires my heart
what stirs my soul
what turns me on
these are a few

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rob kistner © 2010


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…from my archives, here is a bit more of what turns me on…


16 thoughts on “HeartFire”

    1. Thank you Deb for the kind words – and you should try that trip down the Oregon Coast on 101, in a pristine 633 CSI BMW, a magnificent marvel of German automotive technology… it will definitely turn you on… 😉

    1. I am sharing this with you Carolee, as a friend. Next time there is a clear-sky full moon, find a quiet place you can stretch out naked and completely relax, letting the moonlight fully embrace you — you will feel the gentle fondle… 😉

  1. Hello Rob, I really like the image of the heart on fire. A concrete visual of the words, “burning with passion”. Your work is always full of sensuality. Are you on a diet of aphrodisiacs?

  2. Hi Irene –

    I have always been very connected to my physical senses, and plugged into my very magnified imagination — which I richly cultivated as a child during the deeply unsettling years of my youth… living abused, isolated, and for emotional survival, inside my complex and ever-evolving imagination.

    What ultimately grew from all that was a powerful need to give, receive, and physically express love — a heightened keenness regarding the sensuality of living… lots of hugging in our house.

    Why, I am not certain — I suspect so that I can feel alive… as a child, so that I could feel anything at all, anything beside the fear that consumed my childhood.

    I have also been blessed with the love of a very bright, creative, sensual woman — Kathy is my true aphrodisiac… 😉

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